Bleh.
Yawn. That's about all I've got. Overslept the alarm due to the boy being all warm and comfy-like. I did not want to get out of bed this morning, curled up as we were. One of the best feelings in the world.
Weekend was fine; Friday J & I went to dinner chez Anna, saw old friends, saw Hellboy II which was fun and visually stunning despite starring Selma Blair, who makes the same expression 24/7, no matter what movie she's in. Her ennui practically oozes off the screen. Saturday was the wedding-type shindig for my coworker, Pete. There was bocce, time in the pool, cupcakes, frisbee. Sunday, J & I planned to go on a hike, but we were wiped out from being busy all the time. He made me breakfast, we watched tv, he played some video games, I got some work done. It was good to have downtime.
Today: sky is overcast; it's supposed to get a little sunnier by midday. I wish it wouldn't. I'd like a gray day. I've got a lot of photography to work on tonight for part I of this week's updates, and then I'm going to take a relaxing bath. The biopsy is tomorrow and I know the coming week is going to be physically uncomfortable for me. Also? No sex for ten days. Ten. Days. Um, hi. Have you met my boyfriend? The one I want to be all over 24/7? WOE. I keep telling myself that when this is over, I get to go on vacation.
Weekend was fine; Friday J & I went to dinner chez Anna, saw old friends, saw Hellboy II which was fun and visually stunning despite starring Selma Blair, who makes the same expression 24/7, no matter what movie she's in. Her ennui practically oozes off the screen. Saturday was the wedding-type shindig for my coworker, Pete. There was bocce, time in the pool, cupcakes, frisbee. Sunday, J & I planned to go on a hike, but we were wiped out from being busy all the time. He made me breakfast, we watched tv, he played some video games, I got some work done. It was good to have downtime.
Today: sky is overcast; it's supposed to get a little sunnier by midday. I wish it wouldn't. I'd like a gray day. I've got a lot of photography to work on tonight for part I of this week's updates, and then I'm going to take a relaxing bath. The biopsy is tomorrow and I know the coming week is going to be physically uncomfortable for me. Also? No sex for ten days. Ten. Days. Um, hi. Have you met my boyfriend? The one I want to be all over 24/7? WOE. I keep telling myself that when this is over, I get to go on vacation.